A/N: I give you now... THE CIRCUS SECRETS!

This chapter is set a little differently from the others, but I hope you will enjoy it.

Disclaimer: Don't own SRMTHFG or anything related to it, duh

Victim 14: The Ringmaster

A black-clad figure moved swiftly, silently. The job was done. "I have the tape." His voice was deep, as if he was about to kill you or something just as horrible. Almost all who heard it shivered. But the person on the other end of the communicator line didn't. In fact that person was probably grinning madly now.

"Excellent." came the answering hiss. Breathy, like a snake, it was hard to identify that person's emotions. "Return at once. Don't get caught. Understood?"

"Clear as crystal. You needn't worry, I never get caught."

The person huffed. They were probably thinking of a hundred times things hadn't worked out. Should have chosen someone else for the job... they were most likely thinking. This profession requires neutrality. This guy has too many emotions concerning this particular group. But the person on the other end voiced none of these thoughts. Only said, "Just get outta there."

Surprise surprise, the guy did.

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"It's TV night, it's TV night! Yaaaaaay!"

TV night was a joyous night in the circus calendar. It was a night of fun, of relaxation, of just plain get-together-ness and that cheesy family stufff, which was kind of nice. The young acrobats cartwheeled all over the place, while everyone else piled into the biggest space caravan, the main one, leaving their own smaller ones behind on autopilot. The entire staff of the circus crowded around the one television they had.

The Ringmaster, their leader, stood in front of the screen. "It's come again, hasn't it?" he said with a smile. "Right down to business, by roster it is young Liam's turn to choose the program tonight." Liam beamed. TV night was a good excuse to blow off juggling and plate-spinning practice.

"I heard of a TV show, started a few months ago, it's called Torture Chamber. It's based on Shuggazoom." the boy announced.

"That place?" the Ringmaster asked. "My it's been a long time since we've been there. We ought to come back sometime. We are a travelling circus after all." he said with a chuckle.

"Anyway, it's should be starting... Now!" Liam switched on the television and found the channel.

"Hi I'm Cedric Angriff!"

"And I'm Natalie Teasedale! Welcome to Torture Chamber!" A few whistles came from the people squished in the caravan.

"She's hot!" Liam yelled. You just can't stop a boy from entering puberty I guess. "Booyeah! We're definitely watching this next week!" He quietened down when he received several glares and a cry of, "Shut up! We're trying to watch it!"

"Tonight is a little different, but it's still not gonna stop us from our job! TORTURING!!!"

"We give you now, the juiciest, the most tender, the most scrumptious secrets, we could lay our hands on!"

A video played on the screen. Oddly enough, it displayed none other than the Ringmaster, sitting in a half-dark, half-brightly lit room. His shoulders were slumped, and he looked very depressed and sad.

"I've decided to film myself saying this, because I really need to get it off me conscience. And I dedcided to film it, because it doesn't really work if I just say it to the wall and no one knows that I said it, you know what I mean? At least there's the slight chance that someone else willl know what I did." The Ringmaster sighed. "I did something wrong, so very wrong. And I think now is the time to confess."

He took several deep breaths, and readied himself. "Two years ago," he began. "The circus went to a planet called Nidra. Stayed there for two whole months, we did. Nearly thirty shows, or there about, the people were crazy about it! One of our best profits." The Ringmaster paused. "Anyway, for those whole two months, I..." he faltered. He swallowed to get some moisture in his mouth again.

"I watered down the soda!" the Ringmaster wailed. Then he burst into tears, and the screen went fuzzy.

There was a collective gasp from the circus staff in the room. The Ringmaster went red.

"You WHAT?!"

"Oh my gosh! You did what?!"

"You watered down the soda?!"

"All those people you scammed! Watered down the soda, I have never been so embarrassed to be a part of this circus!"

"Our reputation is ruined! Ruined!"

"FOR SHAME!"

Several people spat at the Ringmaster's feet. They just couldn't believe it. He had watered down the soda? The Ringmaster put his head in his hands. "It's true!" he cried. "I watered down the drinks we sold at the shows!" He burts into tears again, this was becoming a habit since that TV was turned on.

"Hang on, there's more!" The people in the room turned once more to the TV screen. Then they gasped at who they saw next.

Hey! I like this cliffhanger I got going here! I think this is probably my best cliffie so far! Yayness! My precious cliffie... My precious... But I'll update in a few days, or at least I'll try to. R&R!